I have been looking at doors for the longest time I've ever remembered. They're those part of houses I greatly admire. I have one friend who likes windows. She especially likes French windows. She said she feels like a princess when she fancifully lunges into opening them, like probably Juliet, waiting for her Romeo while she's busily cleaning the blinds. Yet nothing could ever dissuade me from liking doors. Not that I'm not a big fan of Romeo and Juliet or Rapunzel (who looked at her ...
Updated 01-30-2013 at 09:19 PM by shey0811
Reasons to shout -Words flying Reasons to worry -Words so deafening Bitter and cold -Your heart whispered something Lies were forged -All meant nothing Black as death -My heart regret Chill as ice -You'll never forget Please forgive me -I'm sick of you Please release me -I hate you Hate my attitude -Said by her I love you -Heard no one ever Sick ...
We often watch slasher movies for entertainment, particularly anything that portrays wielding swords and roaring battle cries. Sometimes we love to watch skull splits and blood splatters; piercing arrows and penetrating spears. Gruesome as it seems, people tend to focus on the thrill they get when someone is killed brutally and not on the essence of why the film ...
Updated 01-28-2013 at 12:42 AM by moy1moy1
once again the city is awash in the glittering lights that signal the season. nobody can escape but be somehow moved. there is something in the dance of those colors each time the sun goes down that everyone anticipates. perhaps it is that promise of joy, since the season seems to be always heralded by high hopes. everything seems to look, sound and feel better. everyone talks about the spirit of the season. everybody sings about snow-cold weather in the middle of the broiling Philippine ...
Life is somehow ironic. When you want something, you could have that or have something else better, or something that you do not want. does it happen to love as well? I have learned that if you want to be in a position, you have to work for it, if you want to have those luxurius things that could make your life better, you have to work it, if you want to have money you have to work for it. In love, do you have to work for the one you love so you can have him/her? How is ...
(long overdue blog entry but found time to post it here now. This now appears as an article at PATAS.CO, Why We Need a National Space Agency? | Philippine Atheists and Agnostics Society (PATAS). The entire text is actually too long to post here as a blog entry, so I will only post an excerpt. You can read the entire article via the link) . . . The mid-1990’s arrived and ...
Happy Fiesta! Pit Senyor! -These were the phrases shouted on a feverish Sinulog-driven, Sunday 20th of January. I recall thinking about joining tomorrow’s trip north of Cebu, while strolling inside the mouth of the beast; the horde infested with wasted individuals, along the long street towards cabanas/baseline. I thought, if I ever get out alive (and not wasted), I might be able to arrive on time, set for tomorrow’s trip (which eventually, I failed to do so). Bottles ...